I very rarely conversed with the young couple and I had heard from my wife that the young girl had a miscarriage recently and was going through hard t...mes trying for a baby.Sangeetha was about 5’5” and had black long hair that fell over her shoulders and she was looking beautiful in her office outfit. I couldn’t help myself as I noticed her breasts were round and full, maybe a 36 D cup. I could tell that she was wearing a black bra which was seen through her white shirt and with black formal. Instead of blowing me, she swung her leg over my lap and settled on it, using Sonja's saliva as lubricant to slide me into her. Momo started to bounce on my lap, moaning as I kissed her breasts. Every day spent in my office was a day spent waiting to come home to play with my girls. Every few minutes while sitting at my desk, my mind would drift back to the wonderful sensation of penetrating them, of stirring myself in their wet cunts, of making them moan and cry out. Now, I was where I. Will my lust for her turn into love like my lust for David? I can't just like her. I've gotta love her. Love is the glue that holds the group together, not the sex.Or is it? The glue might be the sex. Incest. Group sex.No, there's love, too. They all love David, and he loves them.What it is, she decided is love and sex.So be it. She'd fuck 'em, all of them, separately or together, and in every possible combination, and love every minute of it. And the sex would fill her with love, love for each. So I'll be free by twelve easily. Where?" How about the Magpie?" You've got to be joking. Make it the Red Lion and you're on." Red Lion it is then. Twelve. See ya."I arrived early at the Red Lion. Ordered myself a glass of red wine. I don't normally drink wine in pubs, but I wanted to remain very sober for this flat viewing and Charlie and Rose, and I could make a glass of wine last a lot longer than a pint of beer.Phil arrived not long after I'd sat down. I stood up and got him a pint. We both.